A beautiful life that came to a tragic end, She died as She lived, everyone's friend, In our hearts a memory will always be kept,
of one we loved, could not seam to understand,
and will never forget.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
My Mind On What She Must have gone Thru
I'm at work but My thoughts are at home with My Wife Wanda, and I ask GOD to take care of her while I'm away from home. This world is turned upside down, nobody has respect for anybody. I turn and think a little more and My sister "Helen" comes to My mind, it's as if she was telling me to investigate just a little more, giving me the strenth to keep going, as if she wants me to find out what really happened. Thinking of all the pain and suffering that she must have gone thru on the night of November 26, 1993, while some ruthless murderers were torturing her and then killing her with a 22 caliber bullet to her head to end her life. I will look straight in their eyes and ask them, why? I know that it won't be to long before I can face each and everyone of them and bring them to justice. I could just see the impression on their faces after so long. Thinking that You can get away from justice. I know that You are reading this, You can run but, You can't hide remember that. YOU WILL SOON MEET ME A poor gentle woman who did no harm to anyone. Who only tried to survive in the middle of rude and crueled murderers. The New York City Police has only showed how incompetent it is that in 14 year's they haven't solved a simple Homocide. Wow I Love These Sugar Smacks
It was 26, November 1993 it was a beautiful day, the day after Thanksgiving. I woke up early because I had to do some shopping, I had a busy schedule for the day. I had to buy my kids the toys that they asked for, I miss having them with me. The only one i get to see, is Elliot (my porky) I love him very much he's agood kid. Well let me get the house cleaned because the taxi driver will be here
any moment now. Wow christmas is just around the corner, I really don't like
christmas, it's such a sad moment for me, I feel so lonely. I don't know what
I'm going to do. I miss my 2 baby daughter's, Vanesa is with my mother and
Lina is with her father. Mohamad Abdulatif Allen. 5:30p.m. the taxi driver
just dropped me off at home with all the shopping I did. I'm going to have to
go and pay a bill that I have at the store and when I get back I'll put everything
away. While I was walking to the store I noticed that 2 unknown black males
where following me. Everywhere I went they went, I felt frightened so I ran
into a store and called my brother Santos on the phone, the telephone rings,
but, nobody answers. I guess they weren't at their home. I was confused and
I din't know what to do, so I waited in the store for a little while.
6:20p.m. After waiting a little while I looked and noticed that the 2 unknown
black males were gone, At which time I left the store and started walking home.
6:35p.m. I got home and opened the door to the hallway and found something
unusuall, the lights were out. So I tried to get to my room as soon as possible,
when suddenly from the shadows I felt somebody grabbing me from behind
and then I felt that I was being stabbed. I tried getting away and screaming but,
they had covered my mouth so I couldn't scream. They stabbed me I don't know
how many times, I felt like I was about to faint and I was short of breath.
My right lung was punctured. I didn't have the strenth so I asked them "why
are you hurtting me?" I was in a lot of pain but, they didn't care, they kept on
hurting, cursing at me and stabbing me. They hog tied me, put me in a box
and put me inside a truck or van. I heard a man close to the van asking about
the van. I tried to scream but, I couldn't. They took me somewhere else I can
see a bridge and what looks like a river. Idon't know exactly where I am but,
they're hitting me with no mercy. They are trying to kill me. They hit me hard
with a pipe I felt that my head was coming off, my God help me. I'm feeling
that my life is coming to an end. Please God take care of my kids, pito,vanesa,
and lina I love you, God bless you'll. Oh God let this be the end, suddenly I
felt a bullet going thru my head. Helen Martinez was the sister of international
Billingual gospel singer and composer Maria Teresa Maldonado.
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